The flood is draining now
But it’s all the same
Echoes in my brain
Growing underground
But I’m safe and sound
Can I outlive the shame?
That dream is buried now
Dragged from the clouds
Is that my spade?
It’s just a breathing space
Remember this is not a race
Have I ever given chase?
Stared Fortuna in the face
Wrong time, Wrong place
Yet Atlas’s burden hasn’t swayed
Tossed and turned by waves afar
Floating in a sea of calm
Spurred on by the seagull's song